Beautiful Things

Episode 30

I ran like i was being chased by powerful assassin into the dorms, then stopped to catch my breath. Omg what just happened, earlier she seemed pretty normal i wondered, then i look downwards on my tommy where she sat and found some sticky fluids. Eeeeeew i said with disgusted looks, quickly rushed to the bathroom and washed up over and over again the shower was cool and i kept on wondering what happened out there, then i heard some female voices, laughing and there voice grew closer and closer. What are they doing here in the boys dorm i though, everywere became silent and then i began to hear m0an!ngs.

Me: what are you guys doing here in the boys dorm i yelled.

Girls: boys dorm??? are you kidding us, this is the girls dorm

Me: huuuuh just then i looked up and saw ladies only.

Girl1: lets make this more fun she giggled.

Girl2: i cant wait to see how big he is. I wore my short quickly while i head them say we do it at the count of three, i just stood there and wondered what they were up to.

One!! Two!! And three they threw the curtain opened, then my eyes fell on there transparent nighties which were unbuttoned giving a better view of their hot body and i smiled nervously.

Me: hi girls, just then they came in slowly and i moved backwards, like the speed of lightening i ran out leaving them both shocked and amused. I got to my room, have had enough for the night and slept off.

Dera

After the last incidence, although i felt good teaching that girl a lesson but whenever i see dee i felt bad for hitting him. All clara and lara said was i told you so.

Lara kept insisting i avoid him until he comes begging and thats was exactly what i had in mind, he hasnt even bothered to apologize, after i caught him. I really tried my vewie best to avoid him but deep down i missed those yummy lips of his.

That morning it seem like i woke up from my worst night mares. What the hell was wrong with those girls i thought to myself, when harry walked in with a smell that upset my tommy and made me wanna puke.

Me: jeeez harry you stink

harry: hahaha thats the smell of an explosive female ogasm.

Me: whatever!! just get yourself outta here, which he did and i felt relieved, for a while i wondered how he had his way with those girls who came along side that wild b—h, my back still hurts though. I grabbed harry’s guitar and played my favourite tailor swift song “tears drop on my guitar” and it made real sense to me today, i played it over and over again, switch over to other songs and soon got tired dropped the guitar for a while and thought about my life again, what i wanted, what i wanted to be. I gave up on the thought of being a don juan that moment. I was thought i would be better of being a don juan but then i realised, that i made that decison amidst clouded mind. I felt really disappointed because i havent made good use of my self and am sure i couldnt make anyone even the least proud @ this point i was confused, just then i remembered, “if you cant think, you improvise”(make use of available material). Then i remembered all my life everything got weird and fell in place all by its self even without me realizing it and when i thought about it, it turned me into a mess. Then i rephrased the statement “dont think, plan and improvise” and smiled to myself. From then i decided not sit back while i could be right in the centre doing what i can actually do.